I don’t want this to happen. I can’t tell down from up; up from down. Darkness surrounds me, the weight of it pressing hard on my chest. But darkness […]More
Bundled into the sheepskin coat that was his only extravagance, Frank left his second floor apartment. The hallway wall sconces, dimmed by at least fifty years of grime, obscured that […]More
These scenes were in my new novel. I found that removing them tightened the focus of the story. They are hugely relevant as backstory. I am happy to present them […]More